He Xun, Director Tian, Director Li, Chang Xiao, and Old Man Zhang are members of a medical organization that President Su has gradually established over the years.

This organization has no specific name, but it was founded to conduct various experiments to study the limits of humanity, and ultimately find a way to resurrect people from the dead and thus gain immortality.

So Dean Su designed a side door for all the buildings in the school that was not easily noticed, so that he could get fresh test items at any time without even noticing—the students who were studying in this school (their age was best suited to his experimental needs).

Later, Dean Su simply built a new dormitory building No. 3 next to the infirmary, gathering all the students who were indifferent and neglected to provide for his experiments.

Also, all the operations were done by Dean Su alone, and the other five people were just his accomplices.

He Xun is Dean Su's shadow, and all Dean Su's instructions are issued by He Xun. Director Tian is responsible for developing inspectors among the students and then determining the objectives of the experiment.

Director Li is responsible for blocking all rumors and information related to this medical organization on campus. Chang Xiao is responsible for the trivial affairs of the organization and takes care of the multi-purpose hall.

As for Old Man Zhang, he was originally a dispensable character, but his disguise technique made him very suitable for completing aftermath work such as destroying evidence.

Moreover, Old Man Zhang's personality is capricious, which is also what Dean Su has been worried about him all the time. To my surprise, there was a name that had been crossed out with a thick black pen after the names of these five men, and I had not been able to read it for a long time.

The most terrifying thing about Dean Su is not that he established this mysterious medical organization, nor is it the strange and cruel experiments he designed, but the most terrifying thing is his surgery.

He even warned Director Tian not to use tranquilizers when capturing test subjects, what he needed was a fresh and energetic body, watching his prey show incomparable fear under his scalpel, and the incomparably painful look in his eyes was a rare pleasure he obtained outside of the operation, and he did not allow anyone to destroy it.

Recently, there has been a breakthrough in Dean Su's experiment. He found that dead bodies could be resurrected by touching blood, but the blood type of this blood was very strange, and he didn't find any cases until mine appeared.

The reason why Dean Su saw me as a hope for the success of the experiment was because he found that although my blood type was O, it also had the characteristics of several other blood types, and after an extremely complex set of synthesis, the refining process would definitely produce the kind of blood he needed.

However, if the corpse is resurrected without a constant supply of fresh matching blood, it will die again within twenty-four hours, and the chance of it resurrecting again is zero.

For unknown reasons, Dean Su mistakenly thought that the operation had failed, so he mistook me for a dead person and made a specimen.

In the end, Dean Su wrote in his memoirs that this last operation hit him hard, and he was ready to destroy everything, including the multipurpose hall, including the remaining dozen or so test subjects to be used, including the members of the organization, and even himself.

From then on, the academy will fall back into a dusty history, and no one will ever know that it once existed.

This blank diary and the pen in my hand were found in a drawer of my desk, as if they had been prepared for me, perhaps by providence, and God did not want these cruel secrets stained with the flesh and blood of countless people to be buried.

And it must have been a mixture of sobering agents and pain, and I actually wrote down all the things that happened these days in one day.

Only now did I feel the chill of my mind and the evaporation of fine beads of sweat on my body, and this dizziness and chill became more and more ferocious, and the pen in my hand was almost unable to hold it.

Perhaps, as Dean Su said, I was a failed experimenter, but I unexpectedly gained these twenty-four hours of precious time.

Dean Su is going to destroy all the evidence, but I hope someone can see this diary, after all, there are some people and some things that should not be easily erased from time.